Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bobby Womack to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
MDC,
Qualms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pylon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Panda Bear,
Grauzone,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
Electric Light Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
Tom Boy,
Robert Görl,
Albert Ayler,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiohead,
Audionom,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pagans,
Crime,
Niagra,
The Kinks,
Ultra Naté,
Soft Machine,
Dark Day,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lightning Bolt,
E-Dancer,
Zero Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Five Americans,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tommy Roe,
Bang On A Can,
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.